Pick up the bloody pieces

I am sitting here on the floor
I listen for a voice i know
Maybe it will be yours
I hear some one scream
Then i hear crying
Begging the not to kill them
Then all is silent
I start to cry
I slowly open the door
To see a body
the eyes are looking at me
Her eyes dig in to my soul as she says \"help me\"
Her body torn to piece
and her bloody hand reaches out
She lays still all i hear is a gasp for air
And her eyes are still looking at me
her arm reached out
I start to cry as i look at her mangled body
Bloody chunks of her flesh on the floor
the foot prints of the killer lead to another door
I run away in to the darkness
And i am never seen again